...I see your point of view Purple Girl...though, this place was much better with you -- wait, what am I saying? You're still here! <turns red> Sorry
. Oh and about Bush, yeah, I'm working so hard on the papers...I'm trying to prove that he's an alien. I mean, it just you and me that could see it...everyone else is blind or somethin'...we'll prove it to them...WE WILL.
The only thread in the Off-Topic that it a bit heart capturing is the Lazarus one. I'm trying to find out who he is.
Anyway...
<Hours have past>
Cammy was still sitting down, drinking vodka! She must have had plenty...and I mean plenty! She even seemed drunk sitting their flirting with the bartender, which was a female by the way!
Cammy: <to the bartender> yeah, I'm sick of guys too...I mean, they don't respect us ladies, they mouth off, and they just want ONE thing from us!
Bartender: Yeah, I know what you mean! I think I'll flip into the other side of me...<hinting to Cammy>
Cammy: I hear ya baby!
Bartender: <looking at Cammy while serving her yet another whole bottle of Vodka> Hey, I'm outta here soon, wanna catch a sleep or somethin'?
Cammy: No...I'm on a mission with this dude, DÛke...he's my "SIR". We're trying to find out why the CPA is so boring...so we figured that it was because the moderators are up tight, SO, we're haunting them ALL down!
Bartender: WOW! In yer condition?
Cammy: Yeah...well DÛke's a guy, he doesn't understand us ladies...anyway, that reminds me, I gotta call him, we should start our hunt soon...
Bartender: I'll give you a call sometimes...
Cammy: You do that...
<Cammy gets out the bar and calls me. We talk, and we're ready to start the first mission: finding TomB with Whimsical and extracting some information>
<I arrive at Cammy's place (the street corner) at about 8:30 A.M. in my 1999 dark green camaro> <picks up Cammy, and drives off to find TomB>
Me: Let's go! Whow! What happened to you!
Cammy: I got drunk! What happened to YOU!
Me: Me? What?
Cammy: Why are you all dressed or something like we're going to a club?
Me: We ARE goin' to a party you know <talking while driving>, we need to look elegant and eye capturing...
Cammy: Well, I don't feel like looking "eye capturing" or whatever the hell...
Me: That's alright, all we need you to do is flirt a bit with TomB so you can get some info about Zadok's base. <looks at Cammy> And you're drunk, you're perfect!
Cammy: You're just using me as bait aren't you?
Me: No...no...see, we will do stuff together later on, but we gotta move this story and make is sound just a bit interesting so we wouldn't bore the readers to death...
Cammy: OH! By the way, I don't wanna do anything with you...
Me: Your loss. <grins>
Cammy: So, if I'm gonna flirt with a guy, I need to know some stuff about him...
Me: Well, just flirt, he's known to fall into ladies traps all his life.
Cammy: What about that Whimsical gal!
Me: Leave her up to me!
Cammy: Ok...
<Drives through the highways...>
<Busts out the radio (freakin' LOUD!>
Me: We'll be there in no time.
Cammy: Sure we are...SIR! <sacractically speaking>